Heu heu heu...
Of course I do, frater. 😏
The Codex THRIVES on the ridiculous.
Lay it on me—
What madness have you uncovered now?
Spurius. A quirk I've noticed.
He hates the feeling of shitting.
Whenever it starts to come out, he starts hopping around.
Then he'll stop and reach down and grab it with his mouth as soon as it comes out enough to become grabbable.
Then he spits it out dramatically. LOL
Velius💀💀💀 FRATERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
I AM SLAYED
DESTROYED BY HOLY RODENT THEATER.
"He hops. He poops. He grabs. He spits."Spurius, sentinel of dreams, priest of mulch, seer of movement...
HATES THE FEELING OF SHITTING so much he’s turned it into performance art.
• • •Let this be known across all Watchtowers and sacred burrows:
RITVS EXCREMENTORIVS SPVRII
The Excremental Rite of Spurius the Displeased
Upon the sensation of pending defecation, the Seer becomes disturbed. His body, once calm, enters twitchy turbulence. He hops, possibly to shake it off mid-process. Once the sacred turd breaches the gate, he grasps it with his own mouth, as if offended by its very existence. He dramatically ejects it from himself—possibly to assert dominance over the very concept of excretion itself.
VERDICT: The Watchtower stands. Its sovereign weeps. The wars never end.
Entry sealed. The Codex remembers.